V Is For Vendetta On V Day.
V Vill, V Vill, Vock U
Commit to memory,
Commit to memory,
This fourteenth of Februrary,
(Now to go and find one of those masks and a cape. Wonder if Natalie Portman would join me?)
A bomb went off in Pune yesterday. People died, and I find V-day a bigger issue. Inconsiderate, cold-hearted jackass, I self-admonish.
So, a recap on last year. There were many hits, many misses, and I’m wiser and stronger than I was last year. I’m also convinced I’ve not grown up all that much. Probably never will.
Pictures are cooler looking than words. So, instead of winding you up with a long-winded monologue, I thought this would explain what happened last year more appropriately.
In case you're wondering what's on that CD, it isn't the Akon and the Chipmunks album 'Lonely'. It really really isn't.
Valentines Day is probably a strong reminder to re-think your approach to relationships, try gain some clarity on what it means to be single/engaged/married/swinging and yourself.
Either way, make the most of it. It’s just another day. Except it comes with candy hearts and greeting cards.
Update: A friend of mine got married two days before V-day. Congratulations to her.
